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In the midsummer when the monsoon passes, a group of teenagers meet quietly in the folds of fate. At the freshman class meeting, the moment the head teacher read out Ye Shuyao's name, Su Chengjing's gaze stopped like a migratory bird, Lu Zijin's fingertips curled up gently on the textbook, and Zhou Siqi lowered his eyes to hide the exploration in his eyes - the foreshadowing of all the stories was hidden in a seemingly ordinary roll call.
Tender dependence, silent alienation, and dark possessiveness are like the rain carried by the monsoon, infiltrating the youth of the girls who rely on each other. Ye Shuyao indulged in Xu Yanwan's passionate friendship, and then sobered up under Jiang Qingyang's cold eyes; she was confused by Su Chengjing's indifferent temptation, and was shaken by Lu Zijin's gentle protection. And Zhou Siqi is always with her, like an unsigned love letter, hiding an undercurrent that no one knows.
When the class trip becomes a hidden ledge of emotional games, the love and loneliness of the teenagers burst into pieces during the collision. Su Chengjing's gloom turned into a sharp blade, Lu Zijin's persistence turned into shackles, and Zhou Siqi's calculation finally broke through the false balance. Some people choose to go away, some people learn to say goodbye, and some people seal their thoughts into specimens. Ye Shuyao stood in the middle of the disintegrating youth, watching friendship slipping from her fingers like quicksand, and then realized that loneliness is a metaphor for growth.
Many years later, similar rain fell in a strange city. When the wind chimes rang softly outside the cafe, she finally understood the sound of the passing monsoon - those sleepless birds had already made peace with the sky during their long journey.
Intention: To lose is to gain